Chapter 183: On the Road
That night, Wang Hao and the others discussed until late before they separated, and before that, the soldiers in Zhao Yun and their clan who could be sent out to participate in the battle were also counted, a total of five hundred and seventy-eight people. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info
Even if Wang Hao fulfilled his promise, even if their number did not reach six hundred, Wang Hao still gave them three black swords again.
Led by a yawning Zhao villager, Wang Hao came to their resting place tonight.
Because the people of Zhao Village rarely use fire sources, they almost all follow the principle of sunrise and sunset, and it is really uncomfortable for them to wait until they go to bed at this point.
Looking at the soil pit that was temporarily excavated, Wang Hao felt very speechless.
"Do you all live in pits like this?" Wang Hao asked.
"Yes, it's cool in the pit when it's hot, and it's warm in the pit when it's cold, what's wrong?" The waiter who sent Wang Hao back yawned and said.
"It's fine!" The corners of Wang Hao's mouth twitched twice, and then said: "What if it rains and snows, this pit doesn't even have a roof." ”
"Rain? Snow? We don't get it here once a year, and every time, it's only a little bit, so don't worry. The waiter said.
After sending off the waiters and arranging the clansmen for the vigil, Wang Hao also lay down to rest, after all, he was tired after a long day. Not to mention, although this dirt pit feels weird when I sleep, but when I really lie down in it, it is quite comfortable.
It's just that Wang Hao, who has become accustomed to having someone help boil hot water to soak his feet every night, always feels weird when he sleeps without washing.
Looking at the stars in the sky, Wang Hao suddenly remembered Qian Duo. Although she is usually ignored by herself when she is around, when she really leaves her, she finds that she is still a little reluctant. If nothing else, at least there is no one to help wash the feet at night.
In this way, thinking about it, Wang Hao gradually fell asleep.
The next morning, when Wang Hao woke up, it was already bright, not because he got up too late, but because it was close to summer, and it was early in the morning.
The team has assembled and is distributing the morning's food. And Zhao Yun was saying something to the clansmen who stayed behind.
The six black swords were handed over to the six clansmen, and the warriors left by Zhao Village to guard the melon fields were only twenty. However, after they played a few laps with the black knife, they said one by one that even if there were only more than 20 people themselves, they would definitely be able to keep the melon field, and promised that when Zhao Yun came back, they would be guaranteed to let them see the intact melon field.
In order to take care of their physical strength, Wang Hao gave Zhao Cun the Black Xuan Knife, which was only one-third of his own weight. Zhao Yun tried, and this weight was just right. With one hand, it is not too difficult to slash and tease, and with both hands, it is also possible to use thorns.
This is not like yesterday, borrowing Wang Hu's black knife, except for the self-weight of the knife itself, the chopping action is very powerful, and the rest of the actions are very difficult.
And this time, although the weight has been reduced a bit, they can show the agility of the Black Sword, allowing them to have more options when facing the enemy, and no longer only have the action of chopping. In this case, for them, the advantages outweigh the disadvantages.
Of course, Wang Hao snickered because he saved a lot of iron ore materials, we just know it, and there is no need to take it seriously.
Because they have been fighting with melon badgers all year round, everyone in Zhao Village has very strong physical strength. After breakfast, the assembled team began to set off, except for a handy weapon, the people of Zhao Village basically did not carry anything.
Strong physical strength, endowed the people of Zhao Village with very strong mobility, even if they have never been trained for long-distance running, the speed of the people of Zhao Village is not slow at all, although the speed of the giant claw dragon is as slow as a normal walk, but they can not fall behind for a whole morning, it is difficult enough.
Thirteen dragoons, only two horses were used to lead, and then two more horses were used.
The remaining nine horsemen explored the way four or five miles away from the procession.
Most of the high-level creatures have a very large size, because of that, they can exert their lethality to the extreme. Such creatures, although difficult, are bound to be monstrous when they are dispatched, and they cannot hide their bodies at all, and they can often be exposed from a long distance.
And the purpose of these nine horsemen exploring the way is to find out if there are high-level creatures blocking the way back. If not, the direction of the team will not change. If they find an invincible advanced creature, they will quickly return and tell the party to divert so they can avoid it first.
Because they are always running, the team travels very fast. Although the route was changed twice due to the fact that the beast was blocking the way, it was no big deal.
At noon, Wang Hao looked at the sky and estimated the distance, and he found that if he and the others increased their speed, maybe they would be able to rush back to the village before it was completely dark.
A large number of people spent the night outside, and although the power became stronger, the temptation also increased. At night when the field of vision is very narrow, Wang Hao feels that he can sleep peacefully by returning to the village and sheltered by the wooden wall.
Time was very tight, and the speed at which everyone ate was repeatedly compressed, and just when everyone was about to eat sixty percent full, Wang Hao announced that he would continue to move forward.
The food that had not been eaten was abandoned in its place, and Wang Hao did not allow them to carry it. Of course, if someone sneaks it into his arms, Wang Hao will not say anything even if he sees it.
If they listen to themselves, they won't suffer. However, if they did not listen to themselves, they would have run a very long distance with heavy food in vain that afternoon.
Maybe at first, these foods will not become a burden for them, but after running for a long time, they will find that these foods will be as heavy as mountains.
And, after returning to Wang Village, Wang Hao will also let them understand that these half-cooked barbecue meat will still be thrown away by them in the end. Because in Wang Village, there is delicious food waiting for them, who would eat such an unpalatable thing.
Although Zhao Yun handed over the command of the Zhao village people to Wang Hao, Wang Hao still needed a lot of effort to achieve the level of ordering and prohibiting.
Therefore, since the order to throw away the food, Wang Hao has already started to train them. Only when they have in their hearts the idea that no matter what kind of order they give is correct, will they be 100% executed.
When the last wisp of red glow on the horizon disappeared from everyone's field of vision, Wang Hao finally laughed. Hurrying slowly, he finally saw the bonfire from Wang Village.
Along the way, the people of Zhao Village were tired of running one by one. For a whole afternoon, Wang Hao accelerated three times in a row, even these people who were strong and had super endurance in the Great Wilderness had times when they couldn't eat, and until now, they were basically exhausted and at the end of their strong crossbows.
Of course, along the way, Wang Hao had invited Zhao Yun to his mount several times so that he could rest for a while. But in the spirit of sharing weal and butter with the clansmen, Zhao Yun, who was a little older, persevered.
It was precisely because of Zhao Yun as an example that the rest of the Zhao Village did not collapse.
However, through this incident, everyone also understood the benefits of mounts. If each of them could have a giant clawed dragon as a mount like Wang Cun, then this road would not have made it so hard for them to move forward.
Pointing to the bright light in front of them, and telling everyone that the destination had arrived, although everyone had an expression of relief on their faces, few people cheered, because their excess strength was consumed by the marathon run in the afternoon, and now they have the strength left in their bodies, I am afraid that even a ten-year-old child can't beat it.
A few improvised torches were lit when they were two miles away from Wang Village, and they knew best about the defense of their village. At night when the line of sight is not good, the sentry on the tower cannot tell whether he is friend or foe.
So, if they get too close, they have the right to shoot first. Especially after the news that Jiulong Mountain King Village might attack at any time was told to everyone, once a figure approached the village, it would definitely be the first to attack by the sentinels whose nerves had broken into a string.
In order not to make such an oolong, torch transmission is a must. When the signals of the torches on both sides were matched, Wang Hao heard the continuous ringing of bells, and in just a few minutes, the village became brightly lit.
Of course, the torches were lit only on the towers that had been well protected from fire, and no one in the inner village dared to use them. In the case of thatched huts, maybe a spark will cause a catastrophe. Don't turn on the lights at night, but it's a clear rule in the village.
Standing under the four-meter-high wooden wall, looking at the arrow towers that were less than three meters apart and densely connected in a line, Wang Hao knew that during the time he went out, the village must have been building defense facilities day and night, making final preparations for the upcoming battle.
And Zhao Yun and Zhao Heishui, they were stunned one by one when they saw that Wang Village, who had only left for a long time, had become a different look. I couldn't even breathe, staring at the four-meter-high wooden wall, and my jaw fell to the ground.
Those of them who have been to Wang Village are still like this, and those clansmen who are rarely even from their Zhao Village, let alone those who rarely come out of their Zhao Village. One by one, they looked up at this miraculous building, and they were horrified.
It wasn't until Wang Hao and the others urged four or five times that they came back to their senses and cautiously walked towards the door that had just opened. (To be continued.) )